Blood runs red in every race
War bring tears to every creed
Hunger felt by every being
Love desired by every heart
Green envy or generosity
Vengeful snares and forgiving
Nightmares give desires to dream
Dancing twixt joy & despair
Colorful array of emotions
So much in common
Do you see me in you
Your reflection in me?
We are rainbow children
Painting the canvas of life
Compassion sees the art
In the unique dance of us
Diana Dalton
10 Aug 20012

Right or Wrong?
If I were right?
Yet you felt Wrong
Would it mean you didn't belong?
Could I ever be right?
If I judged you wrong?
Would it mean I didn't belong?
Did God make me right?
Or did He make you wrong?
If so where would God belong?
If I were an expressions of light?
You a magnificent expressions of night?
Where would that illusive wrong or right belong?
Diana Dalton
1 April 2008

Twixt sky and Sea
Field, valley and tree
Whether tethered or free
Whatever sight we see
Never a glimpse we glean
Of what is and has been
Vast unknown & unseen
The space in between
Diana Dalton
7 July 2015